Hogg Days

It's that time of year again - Hogg Day in Hillsborough!  The girls enjoyed bouncing, being painted, listening to music, and doing gymnastics next to their beloved River Walk. 

They also might have made their television debut:

In other news, Charlotte received a green light from the orthopaedist - she is free to engage in whatever reckless activity her four-year-old heart desires.  (Fortunately for us, her heart's desires tend to be rather less reckless than the desires of her sisters' hearts).

Louise received complements from teachers for her outfit for "Who Am I?" day at school:

Happy Mother's Day!

Last weekend, whilst Mummy was away, Daddy looked after 3 of his own children, whichever neighbour children happened to pop by, and...18 baby chickens.  Perhaps for his next trick he'll open a farm.  We did have an intriguing conversation at Weaver Street Market this morning with a lovely family that keeps cattle...
 
On Saturday, the postal service picked up paper bags full of food for Stamp Out Hunger.  
Charlotte: "Why do people have paper bags by their mailboxes?" 
They're giving food to people who don't have enough to eat. 
"Like the grandparents?"
Umm... 
"You know, so they won't have to eat sheep anymore."

Today we celebrated Mother's Day.  Mummy has been rather sad, missing her Mummy, but the girls and Daddy were generous and delightful.  There was a bouquet of flowers, hand-painted windchimes, three sets of handprints, a book, and poetry. We then went for a walk at Gold Park, where intrepid explorer Louise boldly charted only-lightly-trodden paths to the river's edge.